The
Palestra is the great ancient Cathedral of Basketball in America – the
last surviving reminder of a golden era, a place where true sports
fans can still enjoy college
athletic competition the way it oughta be.
If you prefer luxury
boxes, high-tech scoreboards and getting bombarded with non-stop
marketing from the moment you pass the
turnstile, please proceed to the Wachovia Center (and don’t
forget to read the mini ad billboards just above the men’s
urinals). But if it’s a night of clean fun, cheering crowds
and top-quality college hoop you want, head down to the Penn campus
and visit the Palestra, where every game is exciting, and every
game between two teams from the “Big 5” – La
Salle, Penn, St. Joseph’s, Temple and Villanova – is
absolutely electric, with a packed-to-the-rafters, high-decibel
experience guaranteed.
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Opened in 1927 and named
after the public wrestling and athletic training venues of ancient
Greece, the Palestra (not “Wachovia
Palestra” or “Citizens Bank Palestra” – just “Palestra”,
thank you very much) is a nightmare for visiting teams, with bleachers
that extend right to the edge of the basketball court on all four
sides, plus high brick walls and a hard ceiling that cause crowd
noise to reverberate to a deafening level.
Once America’s largest basketball venue,
the Palestra has hosted more NCAA teams, games and tournaments
than any other arena
anywhere, and was also the site of many 76ers games in their early
days. The list of Big 5 legends who have played or coached at the
Palestra is endless, and includes such names as Paul Arizin, Tom
Gola, Matt Guokas, Wali Jones and Jack Ramsay.
The
fans don’t shower
the court with rolls of toilet paper anymore, because the killjoy
NCAA made it a technical
foul on the home team. But if the ref misses a call in a Big 5
game, you can bet that:
1.
One school’s fans
will howl in protest;
2. The other school’s fans will chant “STOP your WHIN-ing!
STOP your WHIN-ing!”; and
3. The first school’s fans chant back “STOP your CHEAT-ing!
STOP your CHEAT-ing!”
Good-natured
taunting is all part of the Palestra experience. Drunken, foul-mouthed
brawling
is not. You might see that type
of stuff in a stadium – but you won’t see it in a Cathedral.